Hong Huang: I, the ancestor of the dragon clan, will never come out!

"This calamity, this era, is finally about to pass!"

Ao Changsheng looked up at the sky.

The heavenly secrets and the great way were gradually regaining clarity in the dark, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not only Ao Changsheng, but also the great powers who had reached the level of Quasi-Sage in the prehistoric world all felt the same and looked up at the sky.

Even some Daluo Perfection masters had a faint sense of it at this time.

All the great powers breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"This prehistoric world is finally going to return to normal."

Although Daluo Perfection and Quasi-Sage masters have fully comprehended a great way, even if the great way disappears, it will not affect their practice at all.

But this chaotic great way is like rainy weather, which will make people bored after a long time.

Moreover, Quasi-Sage and Daluo masters are not alone.

All the great powers who have descendants or have a force are happy at this moment.

In a secret realm in the prehistoric world, a quasi-saint looked at the sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The prehistoric world is finally going to return to normal, so the tribesmen can finally get out of the secret realm."

Secret realm.

It is some time secret realms opened up by the myriad tribes in the prehistoric world.

Of course, it is not a time-accelerating secret realm, but a time-decelerating secret realm.

Under the terrifying size of the prehistoric world.

Unless a saint takes action, or a quasi-saint who has practiced the avenue of time.

Otherwise, it is impossible to open up or even maintain a time-accelerating secret realm in the prehistoric world for a long time.

On the contrary.

The time-decelerating secret realm can be easily achieved.

Even Daluo can spend some energy to open up and maintain a secret realm world where the time flow is a hundred times slower than that of the prehistoric world.

And some quasi-saints can open up secret realms where the time flow is slowed down by a thousand or even ten thousand times.

As for the reason for opening up this secret realm, it was naturally to survive the period of chaos that would last for who knows how long.

The period of chaos that lasted for billions of years.

Perhaps it was nothing for Quasi-Sages or Daluo Perfection.

Not to mention that it would not affect their cultivation, even if it did, the Dao hearts of Daluo and Quasi-Sages would not be crushed by just billions of years.

But for those cultivators with lower cultivation.

These billions of years were undoubtedly a terrifying catastrophe.

Those cultivators who were not Golden Immortals and had limited lifespans, who might not even survive these billions of years, were not mentioned.

Even for Golden Immortals with endless lifespans, they could not comprehend the Dao cultivation for billions of years and could only wander in the wilderness.

The loss to their mind was absolutely huge, if their will was not strong.

In these billions of years, their Dao hearts might be gradually wiped out and their Dao paths cut off.

It is even possible that after a long time, he gradually despaired and chose to end his life and become a Taoist.

For Taiyi Jinxian, perhaps his heart of Taoism was firm and he could survive these billions of years.

But there was no way to comprehend the Tao and practice the law for billions of years.

It would definitely be a devastating blow to his path of practice.

It is even possible that the Tao would be covered in dust. Even if the prehistoric world was restored, it might not be able to go any further.

Make the Tao complete and produce the Tao fruit.

So.

When the chaos of the prehistoric Tao lasted for a while.

In the prehistoric world, anyone with a little power had established a simple secret realm of time.

This would greatly reduce the impact of this era of Taoism that could not comprehend the Tao on the immortals and cultivators.

Even with the help of this secret realm, many true immortals and mysterious immortals among the prehistoric races successfully survived these billions of years.

Now it is the era when the prehistoric Tao will be restored.

It is precisely because of this that the myriad tribes of the prehistoric world have been in their own secret time realms for hundreds of millions of years.

Almost no one lives in the tribe land.

Moreover, in the previous era of Dao-breaking, the Dao was in chaos.

It is not just that they cannot comprehend the Dao and practice. In the prehistoric world, even if the spiritual energy is rich.

But without the Dao, all kinds of resources, whether spiritual treasures or spiritual treasures, will be silent in that era.

And they don't have to offend the human race, which is gaining momentum, for some nearly abandoned land at that time.

For the myriad tribes of the prehistoric world, even if the tribe land is half-abandoned with no resources produced, it will be abandoned.

So when the human race expanded its territory.

Most of the myriad tribes of the prehistoric world chose to give in.

But now...

"It's time to take back the tribe land."

This quasi-sage said, with a cold light in his eyes.

Although he was afraid of the many saints behind the human race.

But he didn'tThere are plans to personally take action, and fight between the Daluo, Taiyi, or Golden Immortals below the Quasi-Saint.

He doesn't believe that the Saint will face those juniors without hesitation.

"Besides..."

The Quasi-Saint showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

When the human race expanded in the past, the prehistoric tribes that were driven away were far from one or two, but hundreds and thousands.

Now that the world is about to be clear, the prehistoric tribes will walk in the prehistoric again.

How can they be willing to let the human race occupy the shining prehistoric land, occupy many cultivation resources, and rich treasures.

...

At the same time.

The ancestral land of the human race.

For billions of years, this place has been shrouded by the barrier left by Nuwa.

This place is really a perfect place for cultivation.

Therefore, except for a few human races, there are no other races living here.

And in a mountain range in the ancestral land of the human race.

The leader of the human race, Emperor Xuanyuan, was digging and mining the ore in the mountain with great effort, and personally carried it on his back and transported it out of the mountain.

In this ancestral land of the human race, even the emperor, who was basically a golden immortal, was like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water.

However, no matter how suppressed, this body of Daluo was still a mortal body, containing amazing divine power.

As Emperor Xuanyuan continued to master the mining process, the speed was getting faster and faster, and a large number of copper mines were also transported out of the mountain by him.

Where.

There were already many human races waiting here, transporting the copper mines away in carts.

However, at this time.

No one found that on the top of this mountain.

An old man and a young man were standing here, looking at the bustling scene at the foot of the mountain from a distance.

"Master, what are they doing?"

The young man next to the old man looked at the scene at the foot of the mountain and asked the old man in confusion.

"Mining, casting tripods!"

The old man said concisely and directly.

"Casting a tripod?" The young man was slightly startled.

He could see the mining, but he couldn't see the casting of the tripod.

But he trusted his teacher.

He nodded in confusion.

The old man didn't mean to explain to the young man.

Instead, he watched the actions of the human race below silently.

"The emperor personally mined copper, smelted and cast the tripod. The day when the bronze tripod was cast was the day when the luck of the human race gathered and the barrier protected the entire human race."

"By then, the foundation of the human race will be as solid as a rock and unshakable."

"What an amazing courage!"

The old man was secretly shocked.

Even though he had known the human race's plan for a long time, he was still surprised by the human race's actions.

"From now on, this mountain will be my Taoist temple."

Suddenly, the old man spoke softly.

The young man on the side was stunned and looked at his teacher in a daze.

The old man ignored his disciple and used his magic power.

At the foot of the mountains, a stone tablet appeared silently.

There were three big characters on it.

Shouyang Mountain!

And on the top of Shouyang Mountain, a Taoist palace also appeared out of thin air without disturbing anyone.

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Bajing Palace!